Oh youth <br />thou fadest fast, <br />Thine gift is fleeting, <br />It does not last. <br />For yesterday, <br />Has come and gone, <br />And taken youth, <br />Oh woe-begone. <br />Oh that I was, <br />Eighteen again, <br />Or maybe eighteen, <br />Adding ten, <br />And like narcissus, <br />Dared to stare, <br />At his long <br />And silky auburn hair. <br />My auburn hair, <br />Has turned to grey, <br />And long ago, <br />I saw the day, <br />When in the morn, <br />I used to rise, <br />Without pain, <br />Showing in my eyes. <br />Treasure youth, <br />While it remains, <br />Long as you can, <br />Until it wanes. <br /> <br />4/22/10 29 palms ca.<br /><br />Juan Olivarez<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/youth-51/
